travellers tales.

I was talking yesterday about the long drive down to North Devon.
Keeping the tiddlers amused was not that easy.......especially as the youngest would scream a chorus of 'I wanna ged out' after only very short periods of time.......and we did make the mistake of letting her out at one of the service stations. I never knew that a two year old came with eight arms.....goodness how she fought when we tried to get her back into her car seat.....it was like tacking a hem on a jelly.
Her daddy really lost his cool and shouted at her and she dissolved into tears......could not be consoled.....kicked me in the shins, and finally in a fit of pique nipped my arm so hard that she left marks.....she looks such an angelic little thing too.
Anyway i hit on the idea of teaching them tongue twisters.......the like the Betty Botter one.......and the Peter Piper one too, but they were both in hysterics at Susie, Susie sitting in the shoe shine shop.......I never missed a beat with it either....they kept telling me to go faster and faster....my son in law was almost wetting himself and of course he expected me to slip up when i went really fast - sorry to disappoint you lad!

Knowing the little lads liking for totally disgusting things, we also went through the 'what are you having for tea?' lark........I would tell them 'Hot snot pudding and cold sick pie...all mixed up with a dead dogs eye...slap it on a butty, slap it on thick and then wash it down with a bucket of sick.
This was a hit, and could be relied on to stop the tantrums and get giggles out of the two of them. I don't know how I'll explain myself though if he starts reciting it at nursery!